Fred Babbin

FOOTBALL Poem by Fred Babbin

With Apologies to Oliver Twist and everybody else.

Football, glorious football. Don't care what it looks like -.Burned! Underdone! Crude! Don't care what those crooks like. Just thinking of growing fat.- Our senses go reeling. One moment of knowing that Full-up feeling from sitting on the couch! Football, glorious football! What wouldn't we give for That extra bit more, that's all that we should live for. Why should we be fated to do nothing but brood on football, magical football, wonderful football, marvelous football, fabulous football, beautiful football, glorious football!

Well, Fred, that's a totally new perspective on the wonderful game of FOOTBALL! It almost makes it a classic. I couldn't agree with you more. Being a woman, I also have my own perspective, if you're interested - read my 'Football' poem.
Nice job!
Linda :)
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